SCENE. _A path through a wood_. CAPTAIN DODD _and_ WHISTON _walking together, followed by a_ LANCE-CORPORAL.

DODD. D"you believe in presentiments, Whiston?

WHISTON (_doubtfully_). A year ago I should have laughed at you for asking. Now ...

DODD. More things in heaven and earth ...?

WHISTON. My rationalism is always being upset!

DODD. How exactly?

WHISTON. For instance, I simply can"t believe that old John is finished. Can you?

DODD (_quietly_). No.

WHISTON. Funny thing. As far as I"m concerned I can quite imagine myself just snuffing out. You can put one word on my grave, if I have one--"Napu." But as for John, no. I want something else. Something about Death being scored off after all.

DODD. I know. "O Death, where is thy sting? O Grave, where is thy victory?"

WHISTON. Just that. Mind you, I don"t think I"m afraid of Death. I don"t want to get killed. But if I saw him coming I think I could smile, and feel that after all he wasn"t getting much of a bargain.

But the idea of his getting old John sticks in my gullet. I believe in all sorts of things for him. Resurrection and life and Heaven, and all that.

DODD. What do you think about it, Corporal?

LANCE-CORPORAL. Same as Mr. Whiston, sir.

WHISTON. But what about presentiments?

DODD. Oh, I don"t know. Funny thing; but all through this fortnight I"ve been absolutely certain that I was not for it.

LANCE-CORPORAL. Beg pardon, sir, we noticed that, sir!

WHISTON. Well, it"s practically over now.

DODD. I"m not so sure. I"m not in a funk, you know. It"s simply that I don"t feel so sure.

WHISTON. Oh, rot, sir! I don"t believe in that sort of presentiment.

DODD. What do you think, Corporal?

LANCE-CORPORAL. I think you goes when your time comes, sir. But it won"t come to-night, sir. Not after all we been through this spell, and the spell just finished.

DODD. I believe you"re right, Corporal. We shall go when our time comes, and not before. I like that idea, you know. It means one hasn"t got to worry.

WHISTON. If it means that you go on as you"ve done the last fortnight, it"s a d.a.m.nable doctrine, sir. You"ve no business to go taking unnecessary risks simply because you"ve got bitten by Mohammedanism.

DODD (_thoughtfully_). You"re right, too, Whiston. "Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy G.o.d." One shouldn"t take unnecessary risks. Mind you, I don"t admit that I have. It just enables one to do one"s job with a quiet mind, that"s all.

TWO DAYS LATER

SCENE. _A billet._ HANc.o.c.k _and_ SMITH.

HANc.o.c.k. d.a.m.n!

SMITH. What"s up? Aren"t you satisfied? The brigade"s bound to go back and re-form now, and that means that we shan"t be in the trenches for a couple of months at least. We may even go where there"s a pretty girl or two. My word!

HANc.o.c.k. d.a.m.nation!

SMITH (_genuinely astonished_). What the h.e.l.l"s wrong? Any one would think you liked the trenches! Personally, I don"t care if I never see them again. England"s full of nice young, bright young things crying to get out. Let "em all come! They can have my job and welcome!

HANc.o.c.k (_to himself_). G.o.d! Why Dodd and Whiston? Why, why, why? Why not me? Why just the fellows we can"t afford to lose?

SMITH. Oh, for G.o.d"s sake stow it! What the h.e.l.l"s the good of going on like that? Of course I"m sorry for them and all that. But I don"t see that it"s going to help them to make oneself miserable about it.

HANc.o.c.k (_fiercely_). Sorry for them! It"s not them I"m sorry for!

They ... they"re the lucky ones! G.o.d! I suppose that"s the answer!

They"d earned it!

SMITH (_satirically_). Have you turned pi? We shall have you saying the prayers that you learnt at your mother"s knee next, I suppose!

I shall have to tell the Padre, and he"ll preach a sermon about it!

I should never have thought you would have been _frightened_ into religion!

HANc.o.c.k. Frightened! You little swine! _You_ talk about being frightened after last night! I tell you I"d rather be lying out there with Dodd and Whiston than be sitting here with you. Frightened into religion!

SMITH. Oh, I suppose you"re the next candidate for death or glory!

Good luck to you! I"m not competing. I"ll do my job; but I"m not going to make a fool of myself. Dodd and Whiston deserved all they got.

You"re right there. You"ll get what you deserve some day, I expect!

Don"t look at me like that. I"ve said I"m sorry, and all that. But it"s the truth I"m speaking, all the same.

HANc.o.c.k. And you"ll get what you deserve too, I suppose, which is to live in your own company till the end of your miserable existence. I won"t deprive you of your reward more than I can help, I promise you!

(HANc.o.c.k _goes out._)

IX

THE WISDOM OF "A STUDENT IN ARMS"

It is no good trying to fathom "things" to the bottom; they have not got one.

Knowledge is always descriptive, and never fundamental. We can describe the appearance and conditions of a process; but not the way of it.

Agnosticism is a fundamental fact. It is the starting-point of the wise man who has discovered that it needs eternity to study infinity.

Agnosticism, however, is no excuse for indolence. Because we cannot know all, we need not therefore be totally ignorant.